Lyrics Gallery of Thrills - The Number Twelve Looks Like You

Gallery of Thrills

Would you like to hear a race of beings that actually think Eart belongs to
them?
That’s right, I kid you not!
Step right in and see how they believe the planet belongs to them,
but as we all know
As we all know
We belong to the planet
BUT NOT HERE
That’s right come step right in and have a float through our peculiar,
yet fantastical
Gallery Of Thrills!
We’re all dying
Gallery Of Thrills!
We’re all dying
Yes I know
You may have traveled
The far corners of the universe
In search of intelligent life
But I’m here to tell you
You won’t find
That here
No!
You must keep a move on my friend
Come stop on in
If you would like to feel
A thrill
Down your spine!
We alive men truly believe they are superior to women
We have people who kill animals with military-grade weapons
That call themselves hunters and deem it a sport!
Ha, that’s right!
Right here!
I kid you not, it is one bizarre gallery we have here, I assure you
Boy we got it all here
I wish I could say these were fake creations coming from my carnie mouth …
But sadly this is all real
Right, now this is just the tip of the iceberg here, why don’t you come swing
on by
Swing on by and see for yourself, the Gallery of Thrills
Sometimes, just sometimes, I wish you Martians would just beam me up
I would feel more safe in the unknown than what is known here